The race

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As

  I begin to hang my head

In

  front of failure’s face,

My

  downward fall is broken by

The

  vision of a place.

And

  hope refills my weakened will

As

  I recall that scene;

For

  just the thought of that reward

Renews

  my being.

He

  isn’t standing there, mocking

He’s

  a helping hand, an undeserving grace,

Running

  too, cheering me on

People

  in heaven I wish to embrace.

“Quit!

  Give up! You’re beaten!”

The

  liar shouts at me and pleads.

“There’s

  just too much against you now;

At

  this point, you can’t succeed!”

“Quit!

  Give up, you’re beaten!”

The

  Tempter will still shout in my face.

But

  another voice within me says:

“GET

  UP AND WIN THE RACE!”


Tewesta Hussein is a Year 7 student from Hilliard Christian School, Tasmania. The poem was submitted by his teacher, Katy Matteo.

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